My Papi

“You’re young. It’s a time to fool around. You’re a sexy top like your father. That’s why he’s accepting of you. You’re as masculine as he was. You’ll settle down one day, though most couples have their outings with others…”

When he got up to go to the men’s room I could see that he was real hard through those tight white jeans, I could also see his fine ass. I was standing when he got back, and he was a bit wobbly from two martinis. I pulled him close to me and kissed him roughly on the mouth as I grabbed his firm ass. “We’re going back to the salon. I want what my father got from you” I whispered in his ear as I nibbled on it. His hands were kneading my hard heavy dick through my black jeans.

We were alone in the salon standing and making out. He undid my shirt and licked my nipples and chest all over and tossed my shirt aside. He undid my belt, slid my jeans off and sighed when he saw my bulge in my light gray Mark Weldons. He tugged those off.

“Dios!” It’s as beautiful as your father’s!” He knelt and began making love to my dick. His hot mouth did my balls to perfection. My Papi sure taught him well! I was bursting by the thought that I was in the same mouth my father had been in and would soon be up inside the same ass as well.

Armando was nude jerking his nice dick and sobbing as he sat with his legs spread and outstretched as I fucked him rough in a salon chair. “Am I as good as my father?” “YES! OH, GOD YES!”

The chair was turned around from the mirror so I could have access to his hole. I saw myself in the mirror and it was a glorious sight that made me even harder. My nude toned body sweated up and my handsome masculine face looking so hot. He shot off all over himself. I kept thrusting in and out him until I blew my thick load in him. I pulled out and for a few seconds he was still in the chair panting with his legs still spread and his hole thoroughly fucked and seeded by me. We were both glowing from this special fuck between two relatives.

We cleaned ourselves up and got dressed and took cabs to our respective places. I now had a standing appointment for a free haircut and a fuck every four weeks. The routine was I’d come to the salon afterhours when everyone else was gone. Armando cut my hair and then we’d fuck.

A few months later, after my haircut, we’d taken our clothes off and I was sitting in a salon chair like a king with my legs spread and Armando on his knees sucking me.

“I thought I’d surprise you and go out to dinner, but I’m the one getting surprised” said a muscular Latin guy in his early 30’s wearing jeans and a black T-shirt. This was Miguel, Armando’s husband who had keys to the salon.

Armando took himself off of me. “Hey, that was sweet of you” he said smiling to Miguel. I sat there all weird. “Relax” Miguel said to me. “We’ve been together 7 years. We’re men who love each other and don’t go for that monogamy bullshit. If my man wants hot young dick that’s cool. That’s how we met. I came for a haircut to where he was working. He was so beautiful and when he touched me I felt passion. I knew I wanted to tap the ass forever.” While he was talking, Armando had resumed sucking me.

Miguel undressed and I could see his chiseled body, a few tats his big fat oozing cut dick. “That’s it, babe make this boy feel good like you know how.” Armando could feel I was close and pulled off and then did Miguel who was now sitting in a nearby salon chair. “Oh, that’s it…” Miguel moaned. I was rock hard from the sucking, watching and the whole scene and ready to fuck.

I got up lubed up my dick, crouched down and lifted Armando’s ass up, lubed it and began fucking him rough as he sucked Miguel. “That’s the way stud. Give it to him! He can take it!” I kept fucking like a champion and blasted deep. “Ride me babe” said Miguel. Armando got up and lowered himself on to Miguel’s throbbing unlubed dick and rode his husband until he came. The three of us were sweaty and glowing. We cleaned ourselves up and they took me to dinner at a nearby Italian restaurant.

Armando told Miguel who I was. “Damn! Family! Life has its purposes that we can’t understand, and we have to deal with these things” said Miguel. “I know all about what went down with your family. Of course, he was turned on by you. You’re a link to your father. It is what it is, and Armando has dealt with it and it brought us together. It made him the great man and bottom he is.”